when i close my eyes
hopefully it will be there.
maybe i'll learn to use it.
the things i make up i don't work.
because i haven't figured them out yet.
they're just there
waiting.
for somebody to come along and help me use them.
maybe i made it for you, or for somebody else.
i would like to take you there.
maybe if you take my hand and close your eyes too
we'll be there.

and i never knew what floating felt like until it happened.